"I'm not shy?" Yun Xi's face was blank.
"I didn't say you." Chu Zhou sighed, knocked on the boy's head again, and said with a smile: "go out quickly. Don't disturb the childe's meeting beauty."
“……”
Yunxi looked at the girl surrounded by gauze at this moment and tasted the beauty of Chu Zhouzhi. He didn't know what to say and had to step down.
"People are gone, don't you open your eyes." the people on the bed are thin like a wounded stray cat, and her skin is pale and bloodless, which makes her look young and pitiful. The wound on her body has been wrapped up and almost wrapped into a zongzi. The face is more pitiful, and the scars crisscross. Chu Zhouzhi whispered: "how can she sleep so much."
The tone is romantic and spoiled.
The girl's drooping eyelashes, like withered wings, fell a thin shadow, trembled, slowly opened her eyes, and took half of the plot. Because the other party was too sharp, she was forced to interrupt first.
There was a heavy shadow in front of me, the scene was blurred, and the eyelids weighed a thousand kilograms. It took a long time to get used to dyeing white. The bed under me was soft and warm, the surrounding space was so large, the decoration was primitive and elegant, and the low-key contained gorgeous. The messy hair in front of my forehead was scattered and pierced into the dark pupil, and the hair shadow reflected into the deep and bottomless pupil and turned into a dark ink.
After the hair was swept, there was a slight itching and discomfort. The woman wanted to lift her hand to remove that strand of long hair, but she was so badly hurt that she didn't even have the strength to lift her hand. When she was conscious, the pain went straight to her bones. A hand suddenly stretched out and magnified in front of her. The slender, plain white, bright red and wide sleeves fell down to cover the wrist bones. The finger lines were beautiful. The sleeves rubbed over the chin and fell on the neck. The silky and cold clothes were close to the skin. She could even smell the light fragrance of her master and drill straight to the nose.
Then, a strand of annoying hair was gently entangled behind the ears, and the low and lazy voice was bewitched: "I finally woke up, but I've been waiting for you for a long time."
The action is gentle and does not contain affection. It is enough to make people blush and heartbeat, especially young girls. They can dye white and have no reaction at all. After their hair is lifted, their eyes are dark and silent, like the late autumn with wind and frost. A waning moon hangs in the dark sky, full of cold, and the fire can burn to death in their eyes.
This should be a pair of eyes that do not pretend to be secular and free from wind and dust.
Ran Bai avoids the injury on her body, side eyes and looks at the owner of the hand.
After helping the girl hook back her hair, the man took back his hand and fell into a halo. He looked handsome, tall and tall. The bright colored brocade clothes of silky red silk lined with Zhilan Yushu. The delicate face made people subconsciously hold their breath for fear of sudden alarm. When he slightly lowered his eyes, his eyelashes were long and dense, and a pair of peach blossom eyes were full of romantic love, At the moment, he is affectionately wearing a white shadow.
The silver and white silk thread embroidered with elegant cloud patterns and a silver ribbon tied to his long black hair complement each other, elegant and evil, and the prohibition and desire are just right.
"Do I look good?" Chu Zhouzhi smiled and stared at ran Bai. No one could refuse the focus in his eyes. He leaned down, approached the distance, and asked softly against the bright light. It was like a fox spirit bewitching people to gouge out their hearts for him.
Light fragrance envelops bewitchment.
It's the most familiar breath in a coma.
Bright and beautiful red clothes came into view. The thin lips under the bridge of the tall nose were also bright red, and the skin was white. The color was charming to the extreme.
The atmosphere was silent for a few seconds.
The girl lay on the couch, without waves and waves. Even if the face in front of her was only a few inches away, her eyelashes still didn't tremble. She tried to raise her hand several times, and finally succeeded. Her slender fingers pointed hard to her throat, waved and couldn't hang down.
"It's a mute." Chu Zhou was surprised.
But for a second or two, Chu Zhou restrained his slightly surprised mood. He tilted his head and looked at the girl and kindly comforted her: "it doesn't matter, your childe, I've always been charitable. Today I'll be a good man and send the Buddha to the West."
After pondering for a few seconds, he said, "follow me later."
Understatement, made a decision.
From waking up to now, the mute girl has no joy, no sorrow, no anger. She is indifferent like a sculpture, excluding all seven emotions and six desires. She is pale and silent to the extreme. She looked at him and nodded.
What else can I do.
Whatever you want.
It's all official.
Music, charity?!!
Standing outside the door, Yunxi heard these four words. His feet slipped and almost showed a shit.
Lord, how much do you misunderstand yourself?!?
"Come in." Chu Zhou's smile faded.
Yunxi shouted in his heart, "Alas, I'm so brave that I came in and shouted," childe. "
Chu Zhouzhi ignored him and asked the girl in front of him, "what's your name, little mute?"
Ranbai shakes her head when she thinks about the original owner's life experience.
"I don't know. It's good." Chu Zhouzhi didn't mind. Thoughtfully, his peach eyes picked lazily: "naturally, I should change my name."
Hearing this, Yunxi's body tightened. A moment later, he heard Chu Zhou's careless voice: "Yunxi, what's the first day of the month today?"
"... the ninth day of March."
"It's called the ninth day of the ninth day of the lunar new year." Chu Zhouzhi didn't think about it. His voice was smiling and deep, lingering with a loose, tired and provocative texture, bright red lips and snow-white teeth. When he spit out his name, he inexplicably lingered with an ambiguous feeling of love.
Yunxi looked sympathetically at the pale and thin little mute girl.
He tried his best to win his name, and insisted on kneeling outside the kitchen all day without eating a roast duck. Poor girl is dumb and doesn't even have the ability to defend herself. Alas.
"Little mute, do you have a problem?" Chu Zhouzhi asked.
The girl shook her head again. Her whole body was almost wrapped in gauze. The exposed eyes made Chu Zhouzhi feel a little itchy for no reason. He sighed faintly. The meaning of the air sound was unknown. His cold and slender fingers gently stroked the girl's thin neck. The radian that can be controlled by one hand was beautiful, like a dying swan's neck. His fingertips moved slowly to that face, There was no reason to show a little lustful frivolity and a low voice: "your face... Was ruined by yourself. I don't think the scar was scratched by others."
The fingers rubbed on his face were as cold as ice. She was too aggressive. Ran Bai didn't respond to Chu Zhouzhi's words. She nodded coolly. She didn't care about her as much as she said.
"I respect you three points." Chu Zhouzhi raised his eyebrows with interest. The peach blossom eyes were clear and bewitching. The contradictory and completely different breath was the most deadly. His eyes were full of love, just like the Begonia flowers were awake and opened in the pupils. If he didn't pay attention, he would indulge in those eyes. He gently rubbed the girl's slender neck side with his fingers, The touch of breaking at a break made him slightly rub his fingertips and sighed: "good life, rest."